Last night as we were doing the ol' bed time routine, Clarissa said that she wanted to get up earlier in the morning to shower and play her violin....then Sam and Thomas chimed in and stated they wanted the same thing. I left them to do this on their own (as I am usually dead tired at 6 A.M. due to Henry not sleeping well these days). I went to sleep last night with little hope that they would actually achieve this.....well, well, WELL....I was proved so wrong! I got up to feed baby Henry, and wouldn't ya know it, all 3 kids were totally READY for the day! IT was 6:30 and instruments were out and being played and I never said a word to them!!!!!! YAY!!! Now, if they can just keep this going.....hmmmmmm...only time will tell.
Another great thing to mention is that my hair is no longer falling out by the handfuls.....Henry will be 6 months old next week and my hair is coming back in!!! The only downfall is that when I got in the shower this morning, my hair was still wet from yesterdays shower....I have A LOT of hair on my head (it was also in a braid)....We joke at our house that Rick has a receding hair line, while I have a pro-ceding hairline...Poor guy!
This is the last week of Rick's insanly, unfair and totally wacky work schedule! He has been at work roughly 60+ hours these past few weeks (even on Saturaday!) so here's to the end of the fiscal year.....stinkin' fiscal year....I loathe you...
A few random pics of Clarissa's b-day......
Books and card from the best cousins EVER!
American Girl Doll crap......more and more or it....I figure I'd better get this stuff now before she is too old to play with dolls!
I made a chocolate torte for Clarissa's birthday cake, yes, I love her that much.....have you ever tried to make a chocolate torte? It takes a fair amount of time....but mostly it takes a fair amount of eggs, and time beating the eggs, then it goes in the refrigerator overnight and PRESTO! you've got yourself the most delicious birthday dessert of all time!
Why is my son always at least partially, if not fully naked, WHY JAMES?
So to end the day of celebrating, Thomas decided to favor us with a little Irish step dancing....his own rendition mind you....I really want to put him in dance lessons, but neither him, nor his father will agree to this. SO I've been secretly teaching him hip-hop moves at home, mingled with a little tap! He is the little dancer I've always hoped for....except he is a boy, and he refuses to take a class....I guess beggars can't be choosers, right?